we would sing, and dance about, because we know we can't be found

Wow, I saw these movies in the last 24 hours: Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist, The Boat That Rocked and (500) Days of Summer. They were all actually amazing. The music was just, so good.
I set myself up with an iTunes account with my new fancy pants debit card and now the real risk is that I will never have any money because all of a sudden I can buy all these albums that I have wanted forever in like 5 minutes. I'm scaring myself.
Anyway I stayed at Grace's last night and it was fun. Then had to run around for Mum this morning sorting out our fucking shitbox of a car. I'm angry at her again. It's too easy. There's something wrong with me, she does one little thing, and it's like an excuse to just hate her for all her shortcomings. Which are surely less than mine. I hate myself but can't bring myself to fix it. She is just so frustrating, and I'm so tired of this happening every week.